Martial Arts Master: The Lin Family Sword God, who swept through the Five Mountains and Four Sects

Damn it, I can't keep going like this! What's the difference between me, updating only twice a day, and a rotten dried fish? From today onwards, I'll start with three chapters a day, no excuses!

Inside the room, Lin Tian sat cross-legged, his brow furrowed. "To enter the Mythical Realm, one must find that so-called 'God.' But what exactly is this 'God'?"

There are three treasures in life—

Essence, energy, and spirit!

Whether acquired, innate, or in the realm of legend, cultivation is nothing more than "essence" and "qi," which are then used to nourish and replenish the "spirit," gradually strengthening it. The problem is that although the "spirit" does indeed become stronger during cultivation, it can never be mobilized at will like true qi.

The first step into mythology is to grasp the "god" in your hands!

Lin Tian knew in his heart that "god" was probably related to mental power. But how could he control it like he could control internal energy? His mind went blank, and he had no clue what to do.

Just when I was so frustrated I wanted to smash the wall—

Suddenly, the sound of a zither rang out.

The sound was melodious and ethereal, like a clear mountain stream leaping over rocks, like a spring breeze brushing willow branches, like colorful butterflies fluttering in a sea of ​​flowers, or like a red plum blossom quietly blooming in the snow. Like pearls falling onto a jade plate, crisp and continuous, layer upon layer, gradually reaching a beautiful climax…

In an instant, the anxiety in my heart vanished.

A realm of ethereal beauty!

This was the second time Lin Tian had entered this state, since hearing Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang play "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" together in the world of Swordsman. This time, however, it was even purer and more transparent.

This piece of music seemed to have completely cleansed his soul.

As the last note faded into the background, Lin Tian slowly came back to his senses. He hadn't broken through in martial arts, nor had his artistic conception leaped, but the whole world had become clearer in his eyes than ever before. He even had a premonition—if he could take just one more step, he would be able to perceive everything even with his eyes closed.

"god"!

that's it!

Lin Tian's eyes flashed, then burst with delight. What a pleasant surprise! He absolutely had to meet this musician!

Following the lingering strains of the zither music, Lin Tian searched all the way.

We climbed to the third floor of Zilan Pavilion and stopped in front of a door.

"Knock, knock, knock."

He knocked gently on the door.

"Hongyu? Come in." A voice came from inside the house, as sweet as a rare orchid in a secluded valley, refreshing and soothing.

woman? !

Lin Tian was slightly taken aback. Then he thought about it and realized that it made sense. Besides Wei Zhuang and himself, who else could be in Zi Lan Xuan during the day?

The woman playing the zither... probably had a plan in mind.

He pushed open the door, but did not rush in.

The woman inside looked up and saw a strange man; her expression hardened slightly.

Lin Tian scratched his head, slightly embarrassed: "I apologize for disturbing you, young lady. The music I just heard was truly exquisite, and I was deeply moved. I couldn't help but ask you a few questions in person. If it's inconvenient for you, I'll take my leave now."

Nongyu frowned slightly: "You...you really heard the tune I just played?"

The music she just played was a "melody of the heartstrings." This melody is not something heard, but rather born from the heart, and only those with the deepest emotions and truest nature can perceive it. Even Zi Nu and Wei Zhuang in the Purple Orchid Pavilion had never heard it before.

Zi Nu once teased her: "In this chaotic world, I'm afraid no one can understand the true meaning behind your song."

Unfortunately, Lin Tian knew nothing about any of this.

"Uh..." His expression stiffened, and he chuckled dryly. "You jest, young lady. I may not understand music, but I'm not deaf. How could I not hear?"

Nongyu immediately realized her mistake and quickly corrected herself: "That's not what I meant... Please come in and talk, young master."

"Thank you." Lin Tian nodded, stepped inside, and closed the door behind him.

He didn't notice that a maid outside the door witnessed the scene, put down the tray she was holding, turned around and ran downstairs.

"Did you truly hear the melody that resonated with my heart just now, young master?" Nongyu asked earnestly, her tone slightly tense. "It's not that I doubt you, young master, but this melody is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. It doesn't rely on strings, nor does it adhere to the five notes; it flows entirely from the heart's emotions. To this day, no one has ever been able to hear it clearly."

A melody that resonates with the heartstrings?

A vague impression flashed through Lin Tian's mind, but he couldn't quite grasp it. After all, he had only watched the TV series "Qin's Moon: The Nine Songs of the Sky" a few years ago.

"I don't understand the specifics, and I can't claim to be an expert in music," he frankly stated. "But the piece you just played was soothing and melodious, with its ups and downs, building layer upon layer, and leaving a lingering aftertaste... Forgive my frankness, but there seemed to be a lingering sadness in the music. I'm sure you're right about that, aren't you?"

Word for word.

Nongyu's eyes flickered slightly, and the last trace of doubt vanished.

The moment she could hear the melody of her heartstrings, Nongyu's gaze towards Lin Tian was no longer cold; instead, it was as if she were reuniting with an old friend. A slight smile played on her lips, carrying a hint of playfulness: "May I ask what brings you here, young master?"

Lin Tian smiled, his tone lazy yet affectionate: "Of course I want to bother you a few more times, young lady. I just heard a song, and my heart stirred slightly; I couldn't help but want to hear it again."

"That would be my honor."

Nongyu smiled faintly, gently raised her slender hand, placed it on the table, and lightly plucked the strings with her fingertips—there was no zither on the table, yet a melody arose spontaneously. Lin Tian closed his eyes and listened quietly, his expression serene, as if he had sunk into a world where silence spoke louder than words.

……

"You mean that man from yesterday went into Nongyu's room?" On the first floor of Zilan Pavilion, Zi Nu frowned slightly, her gaze falling on the maid.

"Yes, sister," the maid replied softly.

Could it be... that Lin Tian's purpose in coming here is actually to find Nongyu?

A cold glint flashed in Zi Nu's eyes. She had raised Nong Yu since childhood, treating her like a younger sister; how could she allow anyone to plot against her?

"I'll go up and take a look." Before the words were even finished, he had already climbed the stairs.

She paused as she approached the door.

The room was completely silent, without the slightest sound. Her heart tightened: Could it be that Lin Tian had already taken the person away?

"Bang—!"

The door was suddenly pulled open with such force that it seemed to tear the door frame apart.

Nongyu's fingertips trembled, and the melody in her heartstrings came to an abrupt halt. Lin Tian also opened his eyes, his face filled with astonishment.

The way they broke down the door made it look like they were catching someone in adultery.

Zi Nu was stunned. The scene inside the room was completely different from what she had imagined.

The three stared at each other, the air thick with tension, the atmosphere eerily strange, like a silent film.

"Ahem... I say, Miss Zi Nu," Lin Tian said helplessly, spreading his hands, "Although you own Zi Lan Xuan, you should at least knock before entering. You can't just act like a thief, can you?"

Zi Nu's face flushed slightly, and she quickly composed herself: "What...are you doing?"

"I am playing the zither for the prince," Nongyu said calmly.

"I'm listening to the piano," Lin Tian added.

"Playing the zither?" Zi Nu frowned. "But why can't I hear any sound?" Suddenly, her eyes lit up. "Could it be... a melody from the heartstrings?"

"Oh?" Lin Tian raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "So, Miss Zi Nu can't hear... Tsk tsk, what a pity."

Nongyu glanced at him gently and said softly, "Young master, please don't tease my sister. She's exhausted from managing Zilan Pavilion and finding a place for us sisters to stay in this chaotic world. How could she have the leisure to listen to my emotional musings?"

Seeing that she didn't seem distant from Lin Tian in her words, Zi Nu's eyes flickered slightly: "Nong Yu, did you and Young Master Lin know each other before?"